One of the things Dianna kept telling me throughout her wedding journey was the fact that they were not good at posing at all. She was surprisingly easy even with her preparing me for the worst. John, on the other hand, his for real actual hand wanted to stay open to protect himself from any cheap shots down below. Just messing, I told him one time, and he was perfect every since. These guys were so welcoming and accommodating, I actually think my knuckles started to get brushed from all the fist bumps. Alright enough typing, let’s get on to the pictures!